Bootsie Still Feeling Poorly

My baby Boots still isn't feeling herself. She slept through the night after having had a so-so day yesterday, and this morning woke me up trying to vomit.

The only way I know to get this med in her is to mix it in with her food. The alternative is to wrestle with her to get the syringe in her mouth and then force the stuff toward her throat. I can't do that. But mix it in food? When she wants to throw up? I decided to try. I mixed it in, and then I got up to make her some more oatmeal. Just seeing me in the kitchen is sometimes enough to get her mind off of not feeling well. Seemed to work. The minutes ticked by and the meds stayed down.  I was able to spoon-feed her some of the oatmeal, and I did it real slowly, so as to keep her mind occupied on getting more oatmeal, and not on her tummy, which was making noises and hurting her.

She's touch and go. She's trembling slightly, so I know she is still hurting. I've called the vet and am waiting for a return phonecall. The vet told me at out appt on Wed. that if Boots were to throw up today that he definitly wanted to see her in the office.

I don't want her to be sick. I don't want to take her to the vet because if I do I know I will be leaving her there with them, and I HATE doing that.

Last night when I turned the lights off and layed down, Bootsie ws right beside me. She couldn't sleep, though. She sat up, for a long time. I kept opening my eyes to see what she was doing. She just sat there and watched me. She looked concerned. When I would open my eyes she would lick my cheek. I didn't like any of this. I layed there and just cried. I couldn't help but think that the concern in her face was because she might know something that I am so unable to accept right now.

Now that I'm crying again, I will sign off on this entry.

Boots is sitting beside me right now on the sofa, but she keeps looking at the patio door and growling. That, at least, is good.

I keep trying to remember my best friend telling me to "be tough", that I am tougher than this. Am I?Sissie doesn't lie, true that. But I sure am not feeling tough. I feel like no bigger wuss ever walked the earth then me, when it comes to my feelings about my babydog Boots.

Bye 4 now~ Say a little prayer for Bootsie, please.